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juxhn - firearm lyrics

[intro]
ha, this sh+t crazy
lets get it

[hook 1: juxhn]
cowboy guns yeehaw (yeah) strap no cap gotta firearm (uh)
turn to lebron b+tch imma ball (yeah) knock it out the park like barry bonds (ha, yeah)
smoking that cigar with that tommy gun b+tch i’m like the don (uh huh)
me ‘nd reeferstar we stay stepping like what the f+ck we on? (uh huh)
talking crazy? talking that sh+t b+tch we gon’ get you gone (huh)
tote that sh+t we pull up on him he ain’t got no gun (uh huh)
i don’t even know the time yeah, ap watch don’t tell it (yeah)
me ‘and reeferstar we getting higher catching their packs when we smokin’? (lets go)

[verse 1: juxhn]
always been on the road runnin’, hating ass b+tches thеy knowing nothing
inside of my bag getting rich don’t look at tags, problems thеy follow me inside of my past
count up my winnings i came from the rags, they can catch a bullet from the drum mag
stay with my forces, they goin’ out bad beam like star wars i’m their dad
darth vader up i’m sky walking, young boy jux he up to somethin’
inside of my head always zoning, on my hip and i ain’t joking
through my heart she leaves me open, sometimes i feel like i’m hopeless
steppin’ in forces, always trekking
with my slatts inside the set, fake friends they stab you in yo’ back
tryna’ steal the chain off yo’ neck
i got diamonds, real+life minecraft (ha)
i just been surviving, every single day+ay
[hook 2: juxhn]
cowboy guns yeehaw (yeah) strap no cap gotta firearm (uh)
turn to lebron b+tch imma ball (yeah) knock it out the park like barry bonds (ha, yeah)
smoking that cigar with that tommy gun b+tch i’m like the don (uh huh)
me ‘nd reeferstar we stay stepping like what the f+ck we on? (uh huh)
talking crazy? talking that sh+t b+tch we gon’ get you gone (huh)
tote that sh+t we pull up on him he ain’t got no gun (uh huh)
i don’t even know the time yeah, ap watch don’t tell it (yeah)
me ‘and reeferstar we getting higher catching their packs when we smokin’? (lets go)

[verse 2: juxhn & reeferstar]
cookin’ up breaking bad, every time i’m inside the studio
cash, all ’bout the racks balling so hard they needa’ pass
i’m scared about my past and all that i had
deep inside of my mind i might not last
[reeferstar]
got a mask up on my face lil’ b+tch like the taliban
yeah ya’ music’s ass needa’ throw in the towel, man
i be f+cking b+tches and racking up these digits, man
imma f+ck yo’ b+tch, dirty dan i don’t give a d+mn
yeah, imma blow up like a member of the islamic state
yeah, while i’m here declare a jihad against these p+ssies, aye
yeah, my name is reeferstar the king of this rap game
yeah, i pray to god i hope you lead me the right way
me nd’ john, yeah we get some money f+cking on a playboy bunny
take yo’ money oh yeah you dummy, yeah you mad cause your b+tch want me
yeah, listen up i don’t really give a f+cking h+ll
do it like they did donald, beat you in a f+cking cell
break outta jail, ‘nd i rob me a bank
give me a choppa it go bang+bang+bang
yeah, i’m the best rapper since them boys from the wu+tang
yeah, i know a stupid b+tch she got them f+ckin’ mood swings
yeah, i’m batman i take the night like bruce wayne
next best rapper ‘cept ot, oh yeah oh yeah that’s me
carolina born yeah born and raised gonna be here till death day
kick a boy down in my [?] boots, k!ll a p+ssy (yeah) likes wilkes+booth
make a song go boom+ boom+boom
need a 4 wheeler go vroom+vroom+vroom
[outro]

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